The small group eventually arrived L'manberg, well, what was left of it from doomsday. Tommy was the first to get out of the boat and float around, looking at all the sights.
Sam followed in suite, making sure Tommy didnt get into any trouble. Ranboo and Tubbo walked behind them. After wandering aimlesly for abit, The blonde ghost found the big crater where his old home used to be.
The boy stood there, tears streaming down his slightly transparent face as he looked down the L'manhole. He started humming a small tune that he felt like was engraved into his mind, he didnt know where it was from though.
"Well..I-I heard there was a special place..where men could go..and emancipate.." he began to sing. Tubbo glanced over quickly and made his way to his best friend's side.
"The brutality and the tryanny..of their rulers." The brunnette sang back. "This place is real you need'nt fret...with..W-Wilbur...Tommy..Tubbo..Fuck Eret.." The blonde sang. Sam and Ranboo glanced over at the two boys. Tubbo sat down and patted next to him, signaling Tommy to sit next to him.
The gost 'sat' down and contineued to sing. "Its a very big and not blown up L'manberg..!" The boys sang together. "My..L'manberg, My L'manberg.., M-My..L'manberg.." the ghost's voice trailed off at the last note.
"You..remember the anthem?" Tubbo spoke up. "A-Anthem? Uh..it feels like its been there for awhile.." The ghost replied. Just then, A familiar sheep figure appeared.
"Hey Sam! what are you doing out of the...." her voice trailed off, her gaze looking at Ghostinnit.
"Tommy..?"
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Memories
FanfictionHey, this is my first story so sorry if its abit bad. Sam still felt guilty about Tommy's death, he felt responsible for not getting to him on time. It was a couple days after the incident at the prison, Sam was taking a walk to clear his head, but...
